I won’t lie.
Father’s Day has been looming for weeks. I don’t even like the Hallmark Holiday, but I’m still struggling and I’ve procrastinated writing this post over and over again. Now…..it’s 5:30am on Father’s Day and here I am.
Church is doing a photo stream at church this Sunday and as I peruse photos for our family, so many photos of Dad and I slap me in the face. I still cry.
I know it’s ok.
I know it takes time
I know I can be sad
I know I know I know
As I struggle with the holiday, I don’t like it. I don’t like being out of control.
I want and try to allow myself to think outside of my own little world and think of others who might not be excited about Fathers Day either.
How about the others who don’t have the privilege of having their earthy father anymore. I feel ya friends. 6 months and counting.
What about those who don’t have a relationship with their father? I am so grateful for having a father who loved me with every ounce of himself. I am sad for those who don’t have that.
How about those whose father wasn’t kind, or gentle, or loving or even around?
My Father might not still live on the earth with me but I know that one day we will be together again.
The fathers I will celebrate today are some of the best
This picture, every time makes me smile
Steve and his father. So proud and such wonderful fathers.
My husband, the best father.
Loves his kids.
His kids are now grown. As a young father, working so hard to provide for his young family, there is not much time for just fun. It’s so much about putting food on the table and paying the Dr bills for the endless ear infections. Clothes and shoes, school and extracurricular activities .
His children never needed for anything.
They knew then and they still know now the depth of his love for them
I now have the privilege to watch him as a Pops to a little boy who thinks he’s the bees knees. Better than sliced bread and one of his favorite people in the world.
The other father I am honored to watch every day is my son in law.
The father to my grandson
He loves God most
I get to watch him love his wife
He gives of of his time and talents hoping that one day his son will follow
He loves on his son and let’s him to know that he will always be there. I listen as he shares his love and reinforces how incredibly blessed he is to be his dad.
I watch my friends slay daddy-hood. It’s not an easy job.
It is one of the most important jobs on the planet.
I miss you Dad and today will be a difficult one but out of every daddy ever made, I wouldn’t change that you were mine.
I’m getting up now to get ready for church. There will be lots of daddy’s to hug today. Waterproof mascara will be a must.
I love you Dad.